Chapter 11 Match Point

• "Look who finally decided to make an appearance," Avery playfully quips, arms crossed and a sly grin as I enter the room. "I hope whoever kept you occupied last night was worth the surprise you gave me."
• "Good morning to you too, best friend."
• "Oh, don't 'best friend' me, Isabella Vega," Avery teases, dropping her arms and giving me a playful yet stern look. "You don't spend the night unless the guy was exceptional. And not only did you do that last night, but you're back in the afternoon, even bringing his shirt," she points to Max's t-shirt. "So, who was he? Share the details!"